The aura mass that absorbed three drops of essence blood and most of Xiao Chengzi's body qi and blood changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slowly had a beginning, it condensed one claw, two, three, four, and after the claws were formed, a tail was condensed, then the body, and finally the prototype of the dragon's head, and after a few breaths, it came to life as a whole. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared to the aura mass that gradually changed from a formless mist to a young dragon with teeth and claws, Xiao Chengzi's situation was not good, his face turned blue, and his body gradually became colder, if it weren't for the faint and almost non-existent breath, it would really be the same as a corpse.

The young dragon, which had just transformed into a dragon, excitedly wrapped itself around Sumiko-chan and rubbed her face, as if he wanted to share his joy with her.

Let it rub and rub, never get a response, it's not happy!

Stick it on it again, rub it left, rub it right......

After a few breaths, there was still no response, and the young dragon was impatient!

It opened its mouth and raised its head to the sky and roared, obviously not making any sound, but it alarmed the entire mountain gate.

The monks of Xuantian Sect who had cultivated above the Yuan Infant were all in turmoil, and they were startled by the dragon chant coming from the ground.

Underneath the ground lay the spiritual veins of the Xuantian Sect, and they all heard this terrified dragon roar, as if it was threatened by something, and it seemed to be trying its best to endure something.

Concerning the life and death of the sect, the Yuanying monks of the Xuantian Sect flocked to an inconspicuous low peak.

At this time, in the thatched hut at the top of the low peak, the blue-clothed young man with the ethereal temperament of the fairy wind and bones suddenly opened his eyes.

Gujing Wubo's eyes glanced at it casually, pinched his knuckles, and then said, "Don't panic, wait for the deity to take a look." ”

The young man suddenly disappeared, and the Yuanying monk outside the house couldn't even see a remnant, this was the gap in the realm.

When he reappeared, he was already in the cave underground, glanced at the spiritual veins that had just turned into dragon shapes, and then leaned over to pick up Xiao Chengzi, who was about to dry up, and brushed away the young dragon with one hand, and said: "Why don't you see you afraid when you suck blood?

The wound on Xiao Chengzi's body has already been repaired by the spirit vein, it just sucked blood too happily and forgot to stop, and when it stopped, she was almost dead, after all, it was only a seven-year-old child, and even the blood flow of the whole body was not enough for it to suck!

Seeing its dragon head rubbing Xiao Chengzi's face with a little guilt, as for the uneasiness or something, it had already been thrown out of the clouds, with this one, she would be able to jump alive in two days!

Rub it again...... As for what he was saying, it didn't hear. Hum!

Mo Wuchang couldn't stand this stupid spirit vein, although he knew that it had already given birth to spiritual intelligence, but he didn't expect it to be so stupid!

After sucking so much blood from the little girl, she also used this to transform and form such a big cause and effect, and the luck of this stupid spiritual vein will be bound to her in the future. If she is lucky, the entire sect will benefit. She was unlucky, and the entire Xuantian Sect was unlucky with her. However, all this is only because of the willfulness of the stupid spirit vein!

It would be better if it picked a disciple with good qualifications and understanding, but on the contrary, she was still a mortal who had never cultivated......

By this time, it was too late to say anything. Mo Wuchang looked at it with disgust and rubbed the little girl's face again.

"Don't pretend, you gave birth to spiritual wisdom as early as a thousand years ago, not to mention that you can develop a scheming old fox, how can you be so stupid? If it weren't for the deity coming in time, this little doll would have died and the entire sect would have declined for her! Hmph! This kind of thing, the deity doesn't want to see it a second time, you should reflect on it yourself!"

With a palm slapped away the stupid spiritual vein, Mo Wuchang flew to a small valley with beautiful mountains and rivers in his daily life, there was a thatched hut in the deepest part of the small valley, and a small courtyard surrounded by a bamboo fence outside the house, which looked like a secluded place for a master outside the world.

Mo Wuchang's mood is very complicated.

The spiritual vein needs atmospheric luck to condense and form, Mo Wuchang has only seen it in the classics of the upper echelons of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was very common in ancient times when the luck of the Guiyuan Great World was at its peak. But since the Demon War, the whole world has gradually weakened, the luck has become shallow, and the aura has become thin. In ancient times, the yuan babies walked everywhere, and the grand occasion of Jindan becoming a dog no longer existed. Now that Yuanying is already powerful, Jindan can open a mountain and establish a faction. As the highest ancestor of Xuantian Sect, Mo Wuchang regards protecting the sect as his life, and has no ambition to develop the sect into the first major sect, but hopes that the Dao system of Xuantian Sect can be passed on forever.

The luck of a sect is tied to the spirit vein, and Xuantian Sect wants to go to the next level just around the corner. But this continent is not the only one of Xuantian Sect, once this matter spreads, Xuantian Sect will become the target of everyone, and they will attack it en masse.

It's good for him to know alone, keep a low profile, and make a fortune in a muffled voice!

Eyes fell on Xiao Chengzi, this little doll can let the spirit vein transform through her, it can be seen that she is either extremely lucky, or her life experience is not ordinary, and what treasure she has on her body has been swallowed by the spirit vein. Whether it was the former or the latter, for the sake of Xuantian Sect, he would cultivate her well......

When Xiao Chengzi woke up, it was the next day, and the injuries on her body had been healed, and she would be fine if she lost too much blood to make up for it.

The fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose, Xiao Chengzi looked at the unfamiliar thatched roof and thought that he had crossed again, although he regretted not seeing the last face of his father, but in the end he was the one who died twice, he knew the preciousness of life, it was good to be alive, and there was no fate if he didn't see it.

Yesterday I passed by and walked under a peak, and when I saw that you were seriously injured, I brought you back. Mo Wuchang entered the house with a small white bowl, interrupting Xiao Chengzi's thoughts.

"Old grandfather......" Xiao Chengzi stared blankly at this old man with kind eyebrows, crane hair and childish face, and strong spirits, so she didn't die when she rolled down the mountain?

Mo Wuchang helped her sit up, and the little white bowl was handed to her mouth, "Drink saliva to moisten your throat first." I am a monk of Xuantian Sect, my common surname is Mo, you can call me Grandpa Mo. ”

The sweet and delicious spiritual spring water slowly entered the throat, like a heavy rain on the dry land, extinguishing the uncomfortable burning feeling, "Thank you Grandpa Mo for saving your life." I'm a new handyman on the Cloud Peak, named Xiao Chengzi. ”

Mo Wuchang smiled and stroked his white beard, looking at her lovingly: "The new little handyman, if he doesn't cultivate, it's no wonder that he will roll down the mountain." Since I saved you, it means that you and I are destined, so you can stay here and cultivate with me. ”

"Thank you Grandpa Mo, I will be obedient and cultivate well. Xiao Chengzi nodded excitedly.

You must know that the senior brother who took her up the mountain said that the cultivation of miscellaneous servants should be explored by yourself, and the outer disciples will have someone to teach and teach, but they will not open a small stove for any person, unless you have something outstanding to win people's eyes and are willing to help you. As a small handyman, now that someone has led her into the fairy gate, Xiao Chengzi's mood can be imagined, she is just a child who has nothing, this life was saved by Grandpa Mo, and she is not afraid of what he will do.

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Ji Wuyun's face was very ugly, she saw her annoying cousin yesterday, and Xiao Chengzi disappeared when she went back.

At this moment, she hated herself for being incompetent, if she had cultivation, financial and material resources, she could still go to find Xiao Chengzi, but she was a mortal handyman who had nothing to do. Xiao Chengzi, a new little handyman, disappeared and no one paid attention, except for her, no one cared about Xiao Chengzi's life or death.

"Only spent half a day together...... Even if she remembers me, what can she do?" Ji Wuyun looked at the empty cabin opposite with a gloomy look.